A grey
stillnight chill
The
house lights flicker.
I
yearn for silence
As the
last train chugs away
A
distant muffled bark
Chiming
old clock
Getting
ready for sleep
Oh no
This
langoor has no languor
On
to the graveyard shift.
Sugata da,
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